49 Days In 1988: Week 46 – The Waiting Game

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London – November 26th, 1988

By the time I went out tonight, Bob had been on my mind much of the day. However, by midnight I had got myself in such a state that I really felt ill.

It was only through a chance meeting with Ian, a friend I hadn’t seen since last year, that my evening got better and the disappointment of Bob not turning up soon subsided. Ian did a great job with cheering me up. We chatted for the rest of the evening, in fact until closing time and, although no firm plans were made, I hope we do meet up again. It’s a shame we lost touch, but London is a big city, and people do get lost and drift apart.

But where do…

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49 Days In 1988: Week 34 – Uncertainty

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London – September 1st, 1988

After all the uncertainty of whether we would all be given notice on our houseshare at Grassmere Road, nothing happened today. No notice, no visit by Mr & Mrs Summer, and a massive sigh of relief for us all left here.

Marty, however, continues to make plans for the purchase of his new flat. He assured me, again, that the spare room there has my name on it, but I don’t feel very confident about moving in with him and his Ex. I find it strange that they want to live together again, but I guess they must have a firm friendship. It’s an odd setup.

What hasn’t gone out of my mind is the phone call I had with Simon earlier this week…

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49 Days In 1988: Week 27 – Escaping!

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London – July 22nd, 1988

I decided to leave the matter and take no action at all about the recent fraud attempt on my bank account. From the description given of the person who attempted to withdraw money from my account, I know exactly who it was. He no longer lives at my previous address, nor indeed in London. All I know is that he moved back to the North-east of England, but I have no idea where. However, if he crosses my path ever again, then I will make it known that I know exactly what he tried to do to me. The bank has now closed the matter. Thank goodness the Bureau de Change kept hold of the bank card. The chequebook has been cancelled, and they…

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49 Days In 1988: Week 25 – Answers From An Unexpected Source

Author, poet, and journalist, Mary Smith on Hugh’s Views and News

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London – July 15th, 1988

I spent most of the night worrying about the meeting I had with Jake, as well as worrying about whether I should contact Douglas and share all the news of what’s happened to Jake. Of course, Jake may well have already told Douglas everything, but that got me worrying about what if he hasn’t? Talk about getting myself into a tizz.

To my surprise, I woke up this morning knowing exactly what I should do. It’s a strange thing to have to write, but I got all the answers from a dream I had last night that contained my Grandmother. When I saw her last Christmas, she was showing the first signs of a strange illness that my mother didn’t want to talk about…

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